Monster Headache a Good Dream and a Nightmare

When my alarm went off this morning, I knew it wasn't going to be a good day. I had a headache. The kind where I feel as though I've been smacked in the face with a shovel and hot pins have been poking my eyes.  I was dizzy, nauseous and over sensitive to both light and noise. I took 2 pills and went back to bed.

My mind was on apparent overload today because if I was asleep I was dreaming and when awake, various random memories from my life were playing out like a movie.  They were all over the place and non-stop.

I had a good dream. I was best friends with Anderson Cooper and we were out spending the day together.  We went and had tea and Anne Hathaway was there.  It's hard to remember all the details, but it was good.

I had a nightmare.  I was in the house where I grew up and I was waiting for my parents to arrive home from a trip they'd taken to England.  I was expecting them in the morning but it was now early evening.  The Queen (??) had called me to asked if they'd arrived home as she'd not received a call from my Mother.  I told her they'd not arrived home yet nor had they called me.Then I said that had I not called by now, I'd have been in trouble.  I received a phone call from a woman with an Indian accent who called to say that a man named John (my Dad) was in and out of consciousness, had asked her to call me, and that he was heading into surgery.  He'd been in a plane crash.  When I asked about my Mom, the lady said she knew nothing about my Mom and that my Dad was in a religious hospital in Toronto. I asked where the crash occurred and she said Toronto Pearson.  I started to yell and the lady hung up.  That is when I started to wail and cry.  It was an awful dream, it felt real and I felt helpless and hopeless.  A few other odd foggy details from the dream are lingering in my mind. Needless to say I woke up and immediately called my Mom, bawling and crying as I told her about my dream. 

My parents are going on a trip together to England this summer. I will have to keep myself very busy and preoccupied on the days they're flying as to not go absolutely mental!

My headache has dissipated enough to watch some TV, check my e-mail and write this post.  What I'm going to do now is drink a tall cold glass of water, take some more drugs, have something to eat, get comfy on the couch and hopefully fall asleep and have a peaceful non-dream night.

A Lovely July Afternoon

Crockett & I spent the afternoon visiting with Mom & Dad.  We did something that Crockett, being a Pug and being very heat sensitive, hasn't ever done before.  We spent the afternoon outside.  We did everything to keep him cool.  He was well hydrated and had plenty of shade.  He was in a fenced in yard and was leash free and completely independent.  He didn't sleep too much so tonight he will no doubt, sleep like a baby. I know I will.  My Mom & I sat & watered the yard for quite a while as it has been hot & dry. Every once in a while Crockett got a spray of water and he loved it.

I took 89 photos this afternoon.  Here are a few.

Saturday April 7'12 - In Photos

The Last 24 Hours Or So

I took a vacation day yesterday in hopes that the weather would still be above seasonal.  I'd planned for Adam & I to take a nice long walk along the trail to Sunnybrook.  When I woke up, it was raining.


As my plans were not able to be put into action, I hopped on the train & went to Mississauga to hang with my parents and do a bit of grocery shopping. It is CRAZY the difference in food prices from my neighborhood here in Toronto & Port Credit.  Crockett's food alone is a $0.40 difference per can for the exact same item!

Why are my Dad's hands in his pockets?  Don't know. Pretty intense glare. I don't think I'd done or said anything wrong!

This is taken from my parents balcony.  I used to live in the circled building on the Lakeshore in Port Credit, on the 17th floor facing North. My parents & I could exchange light signals if need be.  I moved to Toronto when I met my beloved.  I miss Port Credit. It is as close to home as I've felt since I left Dorval.  Plus, the lake and parks and shopping are great.  You can walk to everything and it still has that village feel. There's a library, arena, everything you need.  Port Credit is a little piece of heaven within Mississauga.  I want to move back there.  We had the opportunity to get an apartment in my old bldg on the 17th floor again, facing South...the lake!  Perfection!  The sunlight alone is worth it.  My beloved does not want to move. He wants to stay in Toronto. He dislikes high rises. He doesn't like cookie cutter square apartments with parquet floors.  Crap. This is truly the biggest compromise I've had to make in my married life.  He has said that he would  move to Port Credit if we can find an apartment similar to what we have here. The search is on.

 Lady sitting comfortably in chair talking on the phone.  Man in the kitchen doing dishes.  What is this magic?

My brother came out to my parents place this morning. He bought them some goodies from Costco and a big plant.  Score for me, I got a lift home.  My brother looks like he belongs in The Matrix.

When I got home I grabbed Crockett to go for a walk. My 1st stop was to get a cup of coffee.  When I came out of the store, Crockett had company.

Happy Pug sniffing trees. Happy Mommy sipping coffee.  The blue nail polish is a Capitol color.  I got it in anticipation of seeing The Hunger Games this weekend!

The tops of these trees are alive with song.  The birds are happy as can be today and they're doing what they need to do before the rain starts.

Walking with purpose and joy.

This made me think of The Beatles.  They should have written a song about a Pug surrounded by flowers.

I truly feel that Crockett is happiest when out for walks.  I swear he is smiling!

Now, it is time for me to go poke the bear and have a cuddle.  I want my husband to get out of bed and take me out on a date to see a movie.

My Dad Is 80 & My Mom Is Little.

HAPPY 80th BIRTHDAY DAD!

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I was going through a box in my cupboard

this evening looking for a specific piece of paper

when I came upon an envelope full of photos.

I must have had them pulled out of my regular

box where I keep everything to scan them.

I'm glad I found them because I'd hate it if I

lost them.

My favorite from the lot;

My Mom when she was a little girl in England.

I took a photo of the photo and

have put it in a safe place until I get around

to scanning it.

I love her dress & hat.

58 Years Ago Today

My parents have been married for 58 years!



Happy Anniversary Mom & Dad.



They're still stylin'!

Relaxing But With Alot Of Walking

Today I went with my parents over to the Ward Island side of Toronto Island.

It is the only section the Ferry goes to now that it's on its winter schedule.

The little cottages made it feel like I was a million miles away from the city.

The waterfront/beaches made me feel like I was in Port Credit.

The airplanes taking off from the Island Airport brought

me back to reality that the city was right there.

Here are my photos.

Did It Rain?

My Dad came downtown today & took me to lunch.

It's always tough to choose what to eat when we go to

Le Marche Movenpick / Richtree Market at BCE Place , but today

when my Dad came back to the table with the Canadian Breakfast, I

had to have the same.

Seriously, they have the very best breakfast sausages I've tasted in

a really long time. My Mom & my Dad both agree.

It's a nice place to go because you can eat at your own pace, the wait staff

are all friendly and don't bother you too much.

It's also nice that there are a bunch of smaller rooms so that

you're not in the middle of all the noise.

We were discussing the length, or lack thereof,

of the girl in the pink tops' skirt.

I, being the prude I am, thought it was inappropriate.

My Dad said, "She has nice legs."

I tried to get his finger resting right at the top of the tower but

my lack of direction & his impatience made for a "fail".

After a cuppa at Tim's, my Dad got on his train home & I got on the subway.

My trip from Union Station to Davisville to transfer to the bus was no more 20 minutes.

The sky was grey but it wasn't raining when I left Union.

By the time I got home it was drizzling but I think I missed a heavy flash rain

because the intersection north of our building, that thankfully is downhill from us,

was flooded over the sidewalks and the traffic lights were out.

There were TOOLS driving so fast and NOT obeying the;

"traffic lights out 4 way stop rule".

I just hope there isn't an accident because the corner is a nightmare.



 

The water level is over the sidewalk curb.

There are sewers under there somewhere!

Asshat #1 of many.



Asshat #2 of many.